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"The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy"
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Language Of Violence
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The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy
жанры: hip-hop
альбомы: Hypocrisy Is The Greatest Luxury
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The first day of school was always the hardest The first day of school, the hallways the darkestLike a gauntlet The voices haunted Walking in with his thin skin lowered chin He knew the names that they would taunt him withFagot sissy punk queen queer Although he'd never had sex in his 15 years And when they harassed him, it was for a reason And when they provoked him, it became open seasonFor the fox and the hunter, the sparks and the thunder That pushed the boy under, then pillage and plunder It kind of makes you wonder How one can hurt anotherBut dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler It's like breathing with a respirator It eases the conscience of even the most conscious And calculating violatorWords can reduce a person to an object Something more easy to hate An inanimate entity, completely disposable No problem to obliterateBut death is the silence In this language of violence Death is the silence But death is the silence In this cycle of violence Death is the silenceIt's tough to be young, the young long to be tougher When we pick on someone else it might make us feel rougher Abused by their fathers but was at home though So to prove to each other that they were not homosThe exclamation of the phobic fury Executioner, a judge and jury The mob mentality, individuality was nowhere Dignity forgotten at the bottom of a dumb Old dare and a numb cold stareOn the way home it was back to name calling Ten against one they had his back up against the wall and They reveled in their laughter as they surrounded him But it wasn't a game when they up jumped and grounded himThey picked up their bats with their muscles straining And they decided they were gonna beat this fella's brain in With an awful, powerful, showerful, an hour full of violence Inflict the strictest brutality and dominanceThey didn't hear him screaming, they didn't hear him pleading They ran like cowards and left the boy bleeding In a pool of red 'til all tears were shed And his eyes quietly slid into the back of his head DeadBut death is the silence In this language of violence Death is the silence But death is the silence In this cycle of violence Death is the silenceBut death is the silence In this language of violence Death is the silence But death is the silence In this cycle of violence Death is the silenceYou won't see the face 'til the eyelids drop You won't hear the screaming until it stops The boy's parents were gone and his grandmother had raised him She was mad, she had no form of retaliationThe pack didn't have to worry about being on a hit list But the thing they never thought about was that there was a witness To this senseless crime, right place wrong time Tried as an adult one of them was gonna do hard timeThe first day of prison was always the hardest The first day of prison, the hallways the darkestLike a gauntlet The voices haunted Fagot, sissy, punk, queen, queer Words he used before had a new meaning in hereAs a group of men in front of him came near For the first time in his life the young bully felt fear He'd never been on this side of the name calling Five against one they had his back up against the wall andHe had never questioned his own sexuality But this group of men didn't hesitate in their reality With an awful, powerful, showerful, an hour full of violence Inflict the strictest brutality and dominanceThey didn't hear him screaming They didn't hear him pleading They took what they wanted and then left him bleeding in the corner The giant reduced to Jack HornerBut dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler It's like breathing with a respirator It eases the conscience of even the most conscious And calculating violatorThe power of words, don't take it for granted When you hear a man ranting Don't just read the lips, be more sublime than this Put everything in contextIs this a tale of rough justice In a land where there's no justice at all? Who is really the victim Or are we all the cause and victim of it all?But death is the silence In this language of violence Death is the silence But death is the silence In this cycle of violence Death is the silenceBut death is the silence In this language of violence Death is the silence But death is the silence In this cycle of violence Death is the silenceYou won't see the face 'til the eyelids drop You won't hear the screaming until it stops
Это интересно:На альбоме присутствуют многие заслуженные люди: Chuck D (Public Enemy), Talib Kweli, Little Brother, 9th Wonder, и великий J Dilla.Дискография:2002 - The EP2003 - Balance2003 - The Lost Adats2007 - Essential Akrobatik, Vol. 12008 - Absolute Value
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